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Finally, when the priest had all but given up hope, an armless man came to apply for the job. The priest was ready to turn him away, how could an armless man do justice to the bells of his church?
The man pleaded with him and told him he was the brother of the man who died the day before. When the priest heard that he decided that out of respect for his brother he must allow him to try.
The man thanked the priest and began to throw his shoulder into the bell. The priest could hardly believe the wonderful tones coming from the bells. As the priest was about to appoint him the bell ringer the man ran once more for the bell. But this time he tripped and fell to his death on the street.
The priest ran out and a large crowd had gathered. Someone shouted 'Does any one know this man? '
To which the priest replied, ' I don't know his name but he's a dead ringer for his brother'
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A: One to screw it in and four to stand back and say, “That looks faabulous.”
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You see a buch of envelopes stuffed into the disk drive.
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